The two walked into the cave's passage hand in hand.

The passage is very long and narrower. Huaqian walked in front holding the fire box. The firelight was reflected on the crowded rock walls on both sides. We could faintly feel the weak air flow passing by. think this passage is indeed leading to the outside. .

Suddenly, Hua Qian was surprised and said: "Hey, there seems to be something engraved on it."

There are some gray traces on the rock wall, as if some writing has been carved.

Hua Qian pointed the fire box towards the stone wall, and saw that there were indeed several lines of small characters engraved on it.

There are four elegant and unrestrained characters engraved on the top of the small characters.

Hua Qian read out slowly word by word: "Hehuan Heart Method."

She widened her eyes, isn't this the mental method that Gong Zihui practiced in the original book?

In the original story, Gongzi Hui was chased and killed by his enemies and fell off a cliff, but survived the catastrophe and fell into a cave.

This cave was the place where Tu Xiu, the first Demon Cult leader, practiced in his early years.

Tu Xiu is as intelligent as a monster, he is a martial arts prodigy, he was originally a noble son of a family of Jianghu, but he was born rebellious, dissolute by nature, unscrupulous in making friends, good and evil, especially in matters of men and women Unrestrained.

At the beginning, he betrayed his childhood sweetheart and was chased all the way by his junior brother. He found this cave by accident while escaping hastily, and hid here for three days and three nights.

It is this random mentality that makes the future Gongzi Hui stand on the top of the martial arts world.

It can be seen that this person is indeed a genius.

It's just rumors in the world that the prodigal son finally died of love.

His little junior sister adored him wholeheartedly, even if he was expelled from the martial arts world, she would never leave him. When Tu Xiuzhong betrayed his relatives, she carried him seriously injured and went all the way to Miaojiang for medical treatment. Killed Tu Xiu.

Tu Xiu regretted it too much, but exhausted all his life's efforts and failed to save the junior sister, and finally committed suicide in front of the junior sister's tomb.

When Huaqian saw this passage, he felt embarrassed.

She doesn't believe that a prodigal son can turn back. Perhaps Tu Xiu does have feelings for his junior sister, but he hasn't made his heart clear for many years, and he doesn't have much love. How can a person discover true love as soon as he dies?

In the end, more or more died of guilt.

If he really rescued Junior Sister, would he stay with her for the rest of his life?

Sometimes the dead get more illusory love than the living.

Hua Qian sighed, feeling that everything is really miraculous for a moment, and went round and round, never expecting that she and Tang Jin came to the beginning of the story by coincidence.

The two walked slowly along the aisle, looking at the mentality of the carving along the way.

Hua Qian didn't quite understand the mystery, and didn't care much about it.

If this kind of acacia mentality wants to improve, it must continue to have intercourse with others, nourishing yin and nourishing yang, and it is extremely promiscuous and evil. Although Hua Qian's martial arts are mediocre, he never thought of taking a shortcut through this kind of crooked way.

Tang Jin himself is very talented, and his martial arts mentality is self-contained, so naturally he will not be attracted to this kind of thing.

Hua Qian pulled him forward, but saw that after the engraved small characters disappeared, there were small flowing figures carved on the rock wall one after another.

That little man was carved lifelike, but his clothes were messy and his complexion was like spring, he was doing Zhou Gong's best.

And there is more than one, Xu Shituxiu painted more excitedly when he was drunk, and the carved images became more bold and unrestrained, and even wrote poems beside him to add to the fun, explaining the wonders of this painting in detail, and making beautiful sentences Gorgeous and beautiful, people can't help but admire the subtlety of the painting when they look at it.

Huaqian's face was flushed, and he secretly cursed Tu Xiu as a libertine.

The air seemed to be hotter and hotter, Hua Qian stepped up and wanted to leave quickly, but found that the figure behind him couldn't move.

She turned around and saw Tang Jin standing there, looking up and squinting at the small figure paintings on the rock wall. He even studied the annotations above.

Hua Qian: "..."

Can you stop looking at the picture of Xiaohuang () so grandiosely, hello!

Hua Qian was very tangled at this time.

Under normal circumstances, whoever observes Xiao Huang's paintings is found embarrassed, but obviously a shameless person like Tang Jin doesn't feel embarrassed at all. He doesn't even shy away from it, and studies it with great interest in front of her.

Thinking of the last time she found out that Tang Jin was even invited to share the prize after reading the little pornographic book, and almost shot himself off, Hua Qian decisively decided not to do that stupid thing again.

She blew out the fire box in one breath, the fire light disappeared suddenly, and the surroundings fell into darkness again, and the little yellow painting on the rock wall was suddenly unclear.

"It's almost dawn, let's go."

Hua Qian pretended nothing happened, and pulled Tang Jin to leave this ghost place as soon as possible.

However, no one responded in the dark.

Hua Qian felt something was wrong in her heart, she turned around and wanted to leave first, but her hand tightened suddenly, and she staggered and fell into a firm embrace.

Tang Jin hugged the girl's soft waist, pressed her close to him, and buried her head in the crook of her shoulder.

"What are you running for?" He whispered.

This passage is already narrow, and the body is more sensitive in the dark environment.

Hua Qian felt that Tang Jin breathed like blue in her ear, and the hot and humid breath penetrated into her ear quietly.

His fluffy and soft plush collar swept over Huaqian's face, making her heart itch.

Hua Qian wanted to turn his head to avoid his breathing, but his earballs were caught off guard by the soft lips, and the hot and humid tongue gently licked the sensitive skin of the earballs, making Huaqian stiff and couldn't help it. Hold Tang Jin's clothes tightly.

In the darkness, Hua Qian's reaction made Tang Jin seem very happy, and the young man's slightly hoarse laughter came from his ears.

His voice was soft but full of temptation against Huaqian's ear.

"Die under the peony flower, even being a ghost is romantic. Qianqian, don't you want to be a romantic ghost? It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day. It's great to have ready-made advice here. We can take things slowly."

After all, the delicate and continuous kiss fell on the girl's slender neck.

His kiss was soft and domineering, full of sexual desire and possession, accompanied by slight panting sounds, which made Huaqian's legs go limp after a few strokes.

Tang Jin turned around and pushed her against the rock wall next to her, pinched her waist, lifted her slightly against his waist and imprisoned her, then raised her head and kissed her lips, saying all the words she just wanted to say swallow.

His menacing approach made Hua Qian's mind go blank, and he could only hold on to his skirt for a moment, powerless to bear his plunder.

The deep and lingering kiss was mixed with broken moans, echoing in the narrow narrow passage.

Tang Jin had already torn off the fleece collar around her neck and threw it on the ground, and raised her head to kiss her lips.

The scorching palm kneaded her neck (it was the neck!) Huaqian's hazy consciousness was instantly awakened, and she couldn't help but let out a moan, and with her moist almond eyes opened, she struggled against Tang Jin's body and panted.

"You don't want to die."

His injury was serious, his left arm had just been well-medicated, and he was hit by Xuanwu's palm behind him. If he did anything violent at this time, he might go into shock.

Tang Jin pinched her and did not let go, feeling the slight trembling of the girl's body, his smiling eyes bent, he leaned forward and bit her lips lightly and said in a low voice.

"You want me too, don't you?"

Huaqian's cheeks were as red as rosy clouds at this moment, she bit her lip and did not speak, but Tang Jin refused to let her go, the kneading strength of her hands became more and more skillful, and the collar of Huaqian's body became looser when her palms were touching her. Yu's skin was faintly exposed in the air.

Huaqian's arm against him gradually weakened. Tang Jin took the opportunity to kiss her neck again, and opened her lips to bite the red tie hanging around her neck. Trembling.

His voice lingered in Huaqian's ear again like a spell, wanting her to respond personally.

"Is it right?"

Huaqian's back was pressed against the cold rock wall, but his body was scorching hot.

Her body seemed to be turning into a pool of spring water, she raised her head to bear Tang Jin's continuous downward kiss, her eyes were hazy and blurred.

However, thinking of Tang Jin's arm injury, Hua Qian's rationality was temporarily pulled back, and finally he took a deep breath and said firmly.

"Tang Jin, not now."

At the same time, Tang Jin had already kissed the tie hanging around her neck.

The contrast between the silky and cold lace and the soft and warm skin made his heart hotter and hotter. Finally, he decided to pretend he didn't hear Hua Qian's words. He lowered his head and was about to kiss him, but Hua Qian stretched out his hand Stop it.

Tang Jin was a little puzzled, and looked up at her with sparkling eyes: "Why not?"

Hua Qian's heart trembled because of his captivating eyes, and he almost agreed.

Fortunately, she still had a few senses left, so she pinched Tang Jin's face and said softly, "Wait until your injury heals."

"Wait again."

Tang Jin was very dissatisfied and even aggrieved when she heard this.

The last time he said he would wait for one night, he took a bath and burned incense to pack up and look forward to it, but Huaqian fell asleep, and was tricked by that bastard Jia Shaolong the next day.

This time, he finally had the chance. He had long nights and dreams, so he had to become the guest of honor early in order to consolidate his position.

Tang Jin was unwilling to let go of whatever she said, and rubbed Huaqian's neck and hummed softly: "Qianqian, Qianqian, just once, okay, I'm so uncomfortable."

Tang Jin's voice was soft with a hint of coquettish coquettish, but his subordinates teased her quietly, and Hua Qian almost couldn't hold back.

She took a deep breath, covered Tang Jin's mouth firmly with the last trace of sobriety, and whispered with a red face.

"I promise, when you recover from your injury, I will do whatever you want."

Tang Jin's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Really?"

He immediately lowered his eyes, as if recalling the past, he said: "You can't lie to me and want to leave me..."

Seeing that he was worrying about gains and losses, Hua Qian felt pain in his heart. He stretched out his hand and stroked Tang Jin's face and said softly: "Really, so you have to cherish your body and stop taking your own life for granted."

When Tang Jin heard this, the corners of her mouth curled up and her eyes curled into a smile: "No, I won't die easily. I promise you that I will live with you for a long time."

He buried his face in Huaqian's skirt, took a deep breath and said slowly: "Then wait."

Tang Jinxuan put down Huaqian, pulled out his hand to arrange her clothes, then lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

"You can't refuse me next time."

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